The Refugee
Little Sasuke was training in the woods by himself, Itachi had skipped out on his shuriken training again. Today, knowing Itachi was out of town, he used his older brother's training targets rather than his improvised one. He jumped up, pulled out ten shurikens and started throwing them as he twisted in the air. THUMP one shuriken, TUP another, CLINK damn, THUNK yes! TUMP PLOP THUNK SCRATCH CLANG THUMP!
Sasuke checked the targets, he had successfully gotten the target behind the rock in the blind spot but he had wasted a shuriken to get it there and that one had simply hit a tree and he had missed three other targets. Damn… will I ever be as good as my brother?
The boy collapsed against a tree, he was sick of it all. He was sick of trying so hard to catch up to his brother; so sick of trying to get his father's attention. Sasuke thought of giving up for the first time in his life. His thoughts were interrupted by a the cry of an animal in pain and a growl, he looked up to see an orange kitten streaking into a clearing followed by some kind of weird pug with a ninja headband. Poor thing!
Sasuke wrenched a shuriken from the target above his head and threw it at the dog. The spinning metal made a clanging sound as it hit directly on the pug's forehead protector. The mutt turned toward him, growled, and ran off. The disheveled cat looked at his savior uncertainly, flicking its ears back and forth.
He didn't know why he saved the cat but since he had already gone and done it he might as well finish the job. Checking to make sure no one was looking he called softly, "here kitty kitty kitty". The cat inched forward a little coming into a spot of light. good god!! It's about to die! the raven haired boy panicked.
For some reason he wanted to save the strange kitten. Sasuke scooped the kitten up into his arms cradling it as he abandoned his shurikens, there's no reason for this kitty to die! I have to save him! he ran for home.
Coming within sight of the Uchiha households he went around the back way carefully avoiding everyone. Reaching his own doorway Sasuke slipped off his shoes and padded through the halls safely entering his room. Setting the injured animal down on his futon the young Uchiha ran out of the room to grab a bucket, a cloth, a towel, and mild soap. Dropping off those he went off to the kitchen and heated some water in a large tea-pot.
"Oh!" said a female voice, "are you making tea? I didn't realize we had company."
Sasuke jumped. "oh… no… no company… I just thought I might… you know… uhm…" he began.
"Don't worry about it," said his mom, "its fine if you want some tea after your training but do you really need that big a pot, or are you sharing?"
"er…well.. I- I'm really thirsty you see…" Sasuke gulped. "uhm I can make you some later… if you want!"
She laughed in surprise at her son's odd antics but, figuring he had his reasons, she decided to let it go and politely turned him down and left him to what he was doing.
Sasuke heaved a sigh of relief as he watched her go and hurriedly pulled the pot of lukewarm water off the stove. The boy waddled awkwardly back down the hall with the heavy pot swinging between his legs.
to be continued...
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omg that was so lame what am I doing...? XD